Oh Frank Gardiner is caught at last and lies in Sydney jail, <br />For wounding Sergeant Middleton and robbing the Mudgee mail. <br />For plundering of the gold escort, the Carcoar mail also; <br />And it was for gold he made so bold, and not so long ago. <br /> <br />His daring deeds surprised them all throughout the Sydney land, <br />And on his friends he gave a call, and quickly raised a band. <br />And fortune always favoured him, until this time of late, <br />Until Ben Hall and Gilbert met with their dreadful fate. <br /> <br />Young Vane, he has surrendered, Ben Hall's got his death wound, <br />And as for Johnny Gilbert, near Binalong was found, <br />He was all alone and lost his horse, three troopers came in sight, <br />And fought the three most manfully, got slaughtered in the fight. <br /> <br />Farewell, adieu, to outlawed Frank, he was the poor man's friend. <br />The Government has secured him, the laws he did offend. <br />He boldly stood his trial and answered in a breath, <br />'And do what you will, you can but kill; I have no fear of death!' <br /> <br />Day after day they remanded him, escorted from the bar, <br />Fresh charges brought against him from neighbours near and far, <br />And now it is all over; the sentence they have passed, <br />All sought to find a verdict, and 'Guilty' 'twas at last. <br /> <br />When lives you take, a warning boys, a woman never trust: <br />She will turn round, I will be bound, Queen's evidence, the first. <br />He's doing two-and-thirty years; he's doomed to served the Crown, <br />And well may he say, he cursed the day he met with Mrs Brown.<br /><br />Anonymous Oceania<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/frank-gardiner/
